There is always a welling in my heart every time we head west and cross the Nebraska/Colorado state line. The closer we get to the mountains, the more my heart feels at peace. My love for Colorado runs deep and has for as long as I can remember. Maybe it’s because there is a part of my childhood that I left there when we moved back to Nebraska from Estes. Maybe it’s my baby brother’s spirit that touches me when we are there. Maybe it’s the adventures we go on when we visit. Maybe it’s my other brother and his incredible family that I miss so much. Maybe it’s all the magic in Colorado’s nature. Maybe it’s all of it.
I’m certain it is all of it.
There are many of pieces of my heart that live there.
